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I wanted a bitch who was down to

Earth

But she want the goddamn sky

List of my problems-

Got this one on my line

they won't stop fucking callin'

It's crazy I made her that way…

Tell her you love her

when next week you just want your space

Why you do that?

Tell her you want her

but next week you do your own thing…

I can't explain it,

but just know it working for me

She text me- I hate you

But how the fuck can you hate me?

When I ain't did shit but be the real thing

She know I'm the real,

that'll never change

I never been the one to try to explain

While you catch them feels,

I'ma sip on this drank

It's easing my brain

I got real shit to stress about,

Girl, I ain't worried about shit

Remember that I tried to build ya,

now I ain't worried about shit

So I found me a new thing

I'm not as lost as you think…

Now I'm like It's a goddamn shame

We done crashed,

we done burned

But baby you the goddamn blame

See I wanted love,

but you wanted every goddamn thing

I got real shit to stress about,